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Time 5
Joel Akin
Time wrote a will
Time wrote a will. It said “I am fine.” Time passed and fine passed and there was a second will. It said “I am fine but I did not see time.”
So when the will was finished no one wrote it. That is because a will is not time. Time is the will. Yet if the will is broken by time it is because life carries the will.
Look at a mirror and if you can see a reflection it is you. You are the will. But suppose you broke the will. Who would be there to see the end of the matter? You. But suppose you died and you looked in the mirror. Who would you see? You might see a reflection of the will you wrote but you could not see the will of time. And the will of time is the passive nature of life. And if the passive nature of time is the key then the stone is the will of God.
Now time isn’t the measure of all will but only the measure of some. If you took a tree and marked it as death but the knowledge inside wasn’t of death then it would carry a might. And a might isn’t just a tiny smudge crawling across the page of your life it is the will of see.
Now how can time see except there be a will to see by. And the will to see is the proverbial catch of things. So we need a big net to find the will. And the bigger the net the harder it is to see. Thus we must have a net which takes our will and passes us from the net to the li.
Now the li is the work of the net but only when it first passes. And if you can see the will of time you can find the will. But if you cannot see the will then you cannot measure it. So let us say you were broken and were carried to the stone. And the stone said I will carry you.
You then went to the rock and said “Listen, I am a man and you are a man. And I desire you to carry me.”
Now you have a stone and a rock but the rock came from the stone. Now if time were of life and it is then the stone would say that life began when he chipped the rock off and said be something that gathers no moss. And of course the rock has to roll and roll and roll until the nature of sin rubs off. And that is like carrying a net of stone. For the weight of sin is the weight of all things carried in the net. And time then becomes the weight of the will of things which is carried. And if you can measure the weight of things you can use it for your own advantage.
Thus the weight that so easily besets us is sin. And sin becomes the measure of mass x the measure of speed. And the faster spin cycles the faster he ties. And the faster he ties the more he carries. Now how can carrying weight be useable and the answer is the weight of things is the measure of it. And if you can measure the time of will you can measure the time of desire. And so when sin carries desire he carries it to the rock and he said “Carry this load of moss.” And he knows you wish to destroy the moss but he says “It will not grow” and that is the truth for no rolling stone or rock will gather it. And thus the nature of things is the nature of desire. For desire becomes the will written and seen and thus carried. And if you can find the pattern in these words then you can see by their nature. For the light of God is that which helps us see. And sin is the nature of the moss. And the weight is the weight which flings sin. But we do not see the roll because even if we spin quickly we do not follow all the ways of the moss. For the moss is like the mass and the weight of it is like a world. And the world carries it as the weight of things desired.
And thus the desire of men becomes the roll of the dice. And the moss becomes the fling to which men seek. Sin is the desire and yet he is the weight. He is the will of men if they submit but the nature of their heart remains that of the stone. It is only that they are then covered in all places by moss except where they have rolled. And it is then that the weight of things is the measure of it. And if we can measure out the weight of the rock and the stone and the roll and the moss and find where it lies. Then we can find the pattern is one that doesn’t fit anywhere else except in the will and in the reflection. And that is what you see and that is what you find waiting for you when the weight passes on.
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